Dip your sliced eggplant in the egg and then dip into the pork rind. Press the rind into the pieces of eggplant, getting it to stick , and then one at a time fry in the deep fryer until golden, about 4 minutes.

Drain eggplant on paper towels and then transfer to a casserole dish.

In a skillet on the stovetop, brown and drain the groundbeef. Add spaghetti sauce to drained groundbeef .

Pour about 2 tablespoons prepared sauce on each piece fried eggplant. Top each with parmesan and then 2 ounces mozzarella.

Place casserole dish in a 400 degree oven until cheese melts and bubbles.

Of course it was raspberry and I had blackberry. I also had a smaller 4 cup crock I wanted to use. How hard could it be to cut the recipe in half to fit in this little crock? Of course this little crock has no temperature gauge. It is full force or nothing.

The original recipe called to cook on low. I tried it anyway.

Well it didn’t turn out too bad but when I dumped the little cake out the sides had browned a pretty color but the top was this yucky wettish blue. So I made a cream cheese and coconut icing glaze to try and hide it

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My blackberries were a little tart so I could have upped the sweetner but overall it wasn’t bad. I don’t believe I’ll ever be a star low carb baker however.

to put together you need
Slices of provolone cheese and
your choice of bread (I used a low carb quick bread recipe follows. ) this bread isn’t very pretty so I grilled it a bit for the grill marks before topping

Simply place about 1/4 cup tuna on your bread, top with a slice of cheese and broil in the oven until cheese is melted and browned

For topping place broken up cauliflower in microwave safe bowl with the butter, salt and pepper. Microwave on high until tender. Place in a food processor and process with the cream and sour cream until smooth. Set aside.

For filling brown and drain the ground beef then add all filling ingredients and pour into a greased covered casserole dish.

Top that with the cheddar cheese and then spread the mashed cauliflower over the entire dish. Sprinkle on parsley.

Cover and bake in a 375 degree oven for 30 minutes. Uncover and bake another 20 minutes or until slightly browned.

Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
Melt some bacon grease in a covered dutch oven. Lightly season your chicken with season salt. Fry one side of chicken until it browns well and then turn it over. Place 2 tablespoons pesto on each thigh and cover that with 2 ounces of mozzarella cheese. Cover the dutch oven and place in preheated oven. Bake for 25 to 30 minutes or until chicken is done.

In the meantime melt a small amount bacon grease in a frypan. Add garlic and onion and kale. Cook kale down and then add Alfredo sauce. Simmer on lowest setting until chicken is done.

Saute the mushrooms and then place some kale on a plate along with a chicken thigh and top each with the mushrooms.

I am having troubles with broken devices and slowed connection so here is a little diddy I wrote back several years ago. It may be all I post for a while. I will have to get things up and running again. :-)

My Garden, My Friend

My Garden called out to me last week. It is mid February and the soil outside my window , she wanted to converse.

My Garden said not to look at the stark nakedness of her present condition but to remember the lush green foliage of spring. To remember the awesome large fruit in the neat straight rows of summer. She said to look at her rich dark substance.

Of course my Garden is good at half truths because she failed to mention the rocks she keeps vomiting up, or the weeds that pop up in the scorching June sun. Neither did she say anything about the way she abuses me with dirt under my nails or that ache in my back.

You know, I built my Garden a fence and she doesn’t appreciate it because her cucumber vines keep trying to get out and explore the yard. She certainly has no respect for the beautiful straight rows I dig in the morning. She has moved them by the afternoon.

As a matter of fact my Garden is a liar, because I remember those molded marble tomatoes last year and that darned rabbit she keeps inviting over for dinner.

My Garden and I are not speaking this week.

Of course by spring we will be friends again. I don’t hold grudges long.
by- Sue Edwards